Join My Cult

Join my cult

Verse 1

Okay

look my temper is push to start

Numb to the pain ,I pulled out my heart Bitch I been pushing like shopping cart Too many problems where do i start

I move in camo like bathing ape

I keep a blade if you make mistakes Might make you pray but no saving grace **** reptilian , **** is snakes

I

Could body your greats

Flirt with a milf she gone feed me grapes I finished everything on my plate

Now I want yours , I won’t ask

I take

I am impatient I hate to wait

Y’all **** figgidy figgidy fake Might set you up if you bite the bait If you feeling froggy then leap

Chorus

I needa eat

I needa eat

Murder my , murder my necklace G

I’m cooking , chaos my recipe

I just might turn you to friendly ghost

I make it hard for these rappers to boast

Cap when you say that you’re doing the most I turn these rappers to roast

Come test my demon

Kill every evening

She so obsessed when I bust in a condom that bitch tried to steal it

I need a reason

Please

Give me a reason

He was alive when I pulled up

But when I left he barely breathing

Verse 2

Rock the boat

Bitch toss me throat

I’m off the blow

It help me cope

She got a black hole in her throat I could do porn the way I stroke Inside my chest it’s so ice cold She ride my dick like bicycle

Wallet so fat it need lipo

Don’t get ideas I’ll pop ya light bulb

I don’t even know when last I wrote patty for president bitch vote

How would you like to join my cult

I am so hot I make these hoes melt

I just might turn your boyfriend to a pelt

All she was doing was fixing my belt SIKE!!

Chorus

I needa eat

I needa eat

Murder my , murder my necklace G

I’m cooking , chaos my recipe

I just might turn you to friendly ghost

I make it hard for these rappers to boast

Cap when you say that you’re doing the most I turn these rappers to roast

Come test my demon

Kill every evening

She so obsessed when I bust in a condom that bitch tried to steal it

I need a reason

Please

Give me a reason

Sorry this tape would be out now but I had to add a verse to this beat quick Verse 3

Look I know why you sneak diss me Cause your team got my songs on repeat You ain’t shit without Patrick lee

You’ll get that feature in your dreams

I set the bar when I’m on stage

Then you get on , they scream my name Try me you don’t wanna play this game

I know you’ll never shoot the fade

Rip your face off you’ll be John Doe

I will

Snatch your soul out leave you hollow I will

What you drowning in that bottle Sorrows

Pull up you won’t see tomorrow Try bro

Boy you must be suicidal or

fried bro

I’m gone make you grip the bible

Call 5 O

I’m your muthafucking idol

Don’t lie bro

I’m gone make yo ass go viral for dying bro